Friday, September 24, 2010

An Ode to My Email Inbox

No one told my email address that I'm not living OS anymore.
I'm forever getting tempting offers for Europe and beyond that I can't take up. Yes, yes, I could unsubscribe, but on some level I do feel loved by the senders, even if it's just Trip Adviser.

Today I was offered:
City breaks in Madrid, Budapest and London. Cheap hotels for Chicago. Countless bargain Broadway tickets. Massive price markdowns on my much [un]needed snow gear. 8 Euro flights in Europe (RyanAir, please stop making me cry). French Wine. Swiss flights to Rome. A travel advisory update for Switzerland.
As I'm writing this, I'm watching Jamie Oliver cook up some crazy things in Europe. Some of which I've actually eaten.

Have sadly come to the end of the holidays. Uni on Monday. Apparently all the assignments I didn't begin before the holidays didn't start themselves. Who knew?

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

...Michael Finnegan (begin again)

Apparently blogs don't write themselves.
I've left mine for three months now and still nothing. So I thought it was time to get back on the blogging wagon. Nothing quite as exciting as Switzerland to write home about. (Because I am home) But we can pretend.

I left Switzerland more than 3 months ago! I set sail for a new home and found myself in a Sunshiny place at uni. So far, so good. I've even made (shock!) some new friends.
I'm studying for a Bachelor of Business and a Bachelor of Arts and trying to structure an exchange or two.

Welcome. To the blog that doesn't write itself.